Yu Xuan and the others were behind Yan Feng and the others, and when they saw them open the space and walk out of the Ancestral Palace, they immediately asked Qin Xuehan to help Situ Jing sit in the lotus pond pavilion. At this time, although Situ Jing's eyes were open, his soul was still addicted to the Paradise Atlas, his eyes saw nothing, his ears heard nothing, and he didn't know anything about the outside world.

Qin Xuehan said: "The ancient god's divine thoughts are too strong, and now she can only wake up by herself." ”

Yu Xuan nodded, and Yu Xi said, "Calculate the time, the uncle should also be outside the Holy Palace." ”

Yu Xuan asked, "Uncle?"

Yu Xi nodded and said, "The eldest uncle is the current head of the family, and the highest seniors in the current clan are grandfather and uncle. Grandpa has an uncle and a father under his knees, and his uncle and grandfather have a third uncle and sister-in-law under his knees. However, the unknown poison in my aunt's body back then has died. In the next year, Ling'er went crazy due to the cultivation of the 'Sumeru Heart Realm', causing his eyes to go blind, and then he was poisonously dumb and deaf to his ears, although he found the murderer afterwards, he always felt that there were still people behind the murderer, but he couldn't track it down. ”

When Yu Xuan heard this, he was silent for a long time, and looked up at Yu Xinling, but when he saw the girl's beautiful and vulgar face, there was no sadness or joy, and she was indifferent, and it seemed that she had no sense of seven emotions and six desires. It's just that Fang is in the prime of her life, and such a look appears on her, which is extremely incommensurate.

Qin Xuehan said: "The vitality of the soul can heal injuries, prolong life, and restore the soul. He is not very good at curing poison, but in this heaven and earth, there are very few things that have no effect on it, and this poison is also average. Previously, you had guessed that the poison in Ling'er was the method of the black clan, but now that you think about it, I am afraid that it may not be. ”

At that moment, Qin Xuehan stepped forward, stretched out his jade finger and wrote in the palm of his palm: "Sister, use the vitality of the soul to test the toxicity of the poison in your body, okay?"

Yu Xinling nodded calmly, with neither joy nor sadness on her face. Although she lost her sense of sight and hearing, her sense of smell was very good, Qin Xuehan approached her, and with a wisp of fragrance, she could naturally distinguish the identity of the person. At the same time, she has cultivated spiritual power for many years, strengthened her spiritual sense, and can better perceive the breath and distinguish the distance and proximity of the person who comes from it, if it is not so, how can she start fighting?

In today's world, most of the martial arts are driven by vitality, so there are very many people who cultivate vitality, although there are martial arts such as "Sumeru Heart Realm" that rely on spiritual power, but after all, there are very few cultivators.

The cultivation of spiritual power is mainly based on honing the soul. Hone the soul, it is like a small boat traveling on the "Nai River", where the yin and yang worlds are. Under the "river water" of the Nai River, there is the ghost of the underworld.

The devil has temptation, fear, compassion, and joy...... Many illusions and thousands of Dharmakaya can lead people to detachment or sinking. Only when you see the scenery of the "other side" can you know what transcendence is.

Therefore, thousands of monks, either in the way of spiritual power, or unfortunately their souls are immersed in the "demons of the underworld", and for ten thousand years, there has not been a person who has landed on the "other side".

But cultivating spiritual power is of course one step at a time and one step at a time, and the interval between yin and yang is even more distinct, but it is extremely close. Yu Xinling is still young, there are not many thoughts in his heart, and he has suffered a big change, he is disheartened, and he actually cultivates with a mentality of less affection, less desire, less thought, less thought, less sadness, less joy, less fear, and less worry, and his spiritual power enters the realm very quickly, and he has broken through several major hurdles of the "Sumeru Heart Realm" in a row, and has become a small success, which can be said to be the first person in the Yu family for thousands of years.

At this time, Qin Xuehan wandered around for a long time, only to feel that this toxin was gradually unmoved, and his heart sank, and he said to Yu Xuan: "I use another method to urge the vitality of the living soul, this poison is really strange, I am afraid that it is really not a thing of the black clan, it seems to be ...... It doesn't seem to belong to this world......"

Yu Xuan was startled and was silent alone for a long time.

Qin Xuehan said: "But fortunately, the toxin no longer harms the body, so there is no need to worry about it in the short term." ”

Yu Xuan exhaled, nodded, and asked, "But you didn't notice these before, what did you understand in the mural?"

Qin Xuehan blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "I won't tell you if I understand it, you can guess it yourself!"

Yu Xuan saw that she was pretty and lovely, and she was touching, so she couldn't help but wrap her arms around, and suddenly felt full of warm fragrance, as if she was in the clouds, fluttering, and couldn't help herself.

Qin Xuehan saw Feng Yue and Hai Yao smiling faintly, her pretty face suddenly turned red, she didn't expect Yu Xuan to dare to belittle herself in front of the public, and then whispered: "Let go of me, what does this look like?"

At this time, Situ Jing muttered, his eyes blinked, and his fingers rubbed between his eyebrows for a long time before asking, "What are we...... Coming out?"

Qin Xuehan hurriedly broke away from her embrace, and her heart was settled, before she said, "If you don't wake up again, I plan to forcibly wake you up." ”

Situ Jingrong waved to everyone: "Today's request for help, the little sister will definitely repay her, if there is a life in the future, I will never dare to resign!"

Qin Xuehan raised his palm and said with a smile: "Okay, don't thank you, it's estimated that there will be a lot of trouble outside." ”

Situ Jing was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Those great powers will definitely not sit idly by. ”

When everyone walked out of the Holy Palace, someone in the air asked, "Xuan'er, Xi'er, have the murals in this Holy Palace been rubbed down by the illusion?"

Yu Xuan was stunned, and saw the man in green clothes in the air smiling and looking at them.

Yu Xi nodded, he flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the people of Yu Xuan only felt that there was an incomparable invisible force that led them into the air, and then a divine light rushed up, and they hid in the divine light.

The tall man in black laughed loudly: "Patriarch Yujie, your 'Mixed Yuan Protector' is becoming more and more pure!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "The patriarch of Yangqian praised it falsely. Then he turned his head to the man in white and said, "Patriarch Phantom, I have something to inquire about, I wonder if you can tell me why you are carrying such a timely spiritual weapon?

Phantom Ming said lightly: "What does Patriarch Yu think? It is a common thing for murals to appear in the ruins, and I ordered the trial disciples to bring the rubbing spirit treasure, but it is just a precaution, so what is suspicious?"

Yu Jie shook his head and said: "Otherwise, although murals have been found before, they are mostly in the caves of the rock wall, otherwise it is in the remains of the tomb, and it is the first time that murals have appeared in the Holy Emperor's Palace!"

Phantom Ming frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when Phantom and Hei Ziying walked out of the Holy Palace one after the other, and immediately shouted: "Go back!"

But there was already a palm that was held in the air, condensing the surrounding space into a piece, and Phantom Ming escaped into the space, but after all, his body was slow, and he saw Yang Qian's palm on Phantom Tu's shoulder, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Yang Qian, you actually attacked the junior, this cheeky kung fu is really profound! Brother Ling Yuan, do you still want to continue watching the play?"

Hei Lingyuan said: "You and I are not as good as the Yangqian Patriarch, and there is no 'Mixed Yuan Protection' and other world's No. 1 Imperial Martial Arts, once they fight, Phantom and Ying'er are easily injured by him, it is better to let the Yangqian Patriarch make his words clear now." ”

Yang Qian said: "Okay, Patriarch Ling Yuan is worthy of being the person at the helm of the Black Clan, and he is quick to talk, in fact, I don't need any heavy treasures, I just need to give another copy of the mural rubbing." ”

Hei Lingyuan nodded and said, "This matter is easy, Phantom Map, you can take out the mural rubbing." ”

Phantom looked at Phantom Ming, Phantom nodded, and he took out a scroll. Yang Qian held one end of the scroll and unfolded it, only to see that the scroll was hundreds of zhang long, and the images of the gods were painted on it, with one stroke at a time, all of which contained innate truth.

Yang Qian was stunned, he didn't expect Hei Lingyuan to be so refreshing, so he said: "Then ask Brother Ling Yuan to hold the other end, Brother Yu supervises, and Brother Phantom Ming rubs a copy, how about it?"

Hei Lingyuan said lightly: "Brother Yang is thoughtful, so it depends on you." He grasped the other end of the scroll, and the illusion unfolded another blank scroll, when a little bit of ink suddenly appeared on the white paper, and wisps of black gas lingered around him. There is a faint fragrance of ink in the black air, and when you inhale it in your mouth and nose, your thoughts are flying, and you are in a trance, as if you are trapped in a dream, and everything comes together.

This is to hook the mind with one breath and cause the demons to manifest and transform, which is the mystery of the dream martial arts "Painting Yan Fu". In this world, there is very little spiritual power and martial arts, and there is no one in ten thousand who has achieved cultivation. Spiritual martial arts mainly attack the soul, but it also hurts the soul. The wound of the soul easily shakes the root.

Yang Qian's cultivation has reached the double level of the gods, the realm of eight heavens, which is rare in the world, but in the way of spiritual power, he still tastes it shallowly, and he does not learn deeply, but he immediately falls into the way.

At this time, there was a sudden rolling thunder, a large shadow was cast, obscuring the day, and a voice broke off: "The devil starts from the heart, the phase is born from the heart, Yang Qian, what are you still addicted to!"

This sound was deafening, and Yang Qian's heart was certain, and then he saw a hundred-zhang tall golden body of a god standing in the sky. The golden body is transformed by Yu Jie, showing the appearance of the Emperor Yao, wearing a black emperor suit, wearing twelve crowns, and his hands are sealed, and a piece of spiritual light is turned into a worship platform.

Yu Jie walked to the stage with the sword seal in his hand, and then he only heard the sound of drums in the clouds shaking the sky and the earth, as if thousands of troops and horses were hiding in the clouds. In fact, the sword seal is a token of the emperor's worship, which has been lost for a long time. The eight clans affiliated to the Yu family are the descendants of the eight generals of the Yao Emperor, and the lord of the eight clans went to see Yu Fu with the sword seal, and the sword seal also fell into the hands of the Yu family.

The sword seal was refined by Emperor Yao himself, although it is no longer the power of the past, but it is not trivial. If there are eight people beating the drum at the same time, with the sound array, it is like thousands of troops and horses hitting at the same time, and it can easily shatter the soul of heaven and man.

Yu Jie turned into a hundred zhang golden body and stood on the platform, the long sword pointed at him, and the eight drums shook together, but suddenly he heard the neighing of the horse, and a row of soldiers and generals appeared under the platform, and 100,000 male divisions appeared.

Yang Qian was shocked: "The Yaohuang Sword Seal can only hurt people's souls, not the treasure of space, these people and horses...... It's Dream Martial Arts!"

It turns out that this dream martial arts "Painting Yan Fu" can seal a piece of space, and in the space, what people think will appear in front of them. Yu Jie majored in vitality and minored in spiritual power, and his spiritual power cultivation was quite high. However, the growth of spiritual power depends on the number of heart tribulations, and the heart tribulation is the manifestation of the demons in the heart, and the seven emotions and six desires such as joy, anger, sorrow, and fear are all based on the good and evil of human nature.

Yu Jie has survived the Seven Heart Tribulations, his mind is resolute, and his cultivation is extremely deep, and he instantly peeks through the mystery of "Painting Yan Fu", and manifests himself as a soldier in the dream space.

But at this time, there was a fluctuation in the dream space, and one person easily crossed the spatial prohibition and walked slowly. Yu Jie looked intently, and saw that this person was dressed in white, but his face was not clear at all, like seeing flowers in the fog, and he was in a haze.

The white-clothed guest seemed to sigh and said: "The eight generals of the Yaohuang Emperor are the heroes of one party, but they can only be controlled by you now, and with your ability alone, you can be worthy of the wisdom of the eight people, and you can use them to fight against me?"

Yu Jie said: "Can you try it yourself!"

The white-clothed guest nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll try." The man pointed to the void, only to hear the roar of the beast and the chirping of the birds, and the rolling clouds were discharged, and then he saw eight strange beasts, including Chaos, Qiqi, Hanqi, Zhu Yan, Gluttony, Pixiu, Roar and Jianxi, standing in the air.

These eight beasts are all ancient alien species, or extremely vicious, or happy to fight, only to see different shapes, all hundreds of feet high, bloody claws, flashing ancient ferocity.

Immediately, the purple qi gushed out from the person's body, the purple light lingered in his eyes, his waist straightened, and he immediately turned into the appearance of the eight-armed and three-headed demon gods, holding a sword and a halberd and a silver bow, and stepped into the air.